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Dreams are where our minds try to make sense of everything in context of what we think we already know. Sometimes they can be a surreal mix of memories and new sensory information. Mostly they are benign, because the human mind tends to protect itself by suppressing our most unpleasant experiences, but you probably cannot suppress them all. A Nightmare is also a Dream - Wake Up!
🎵 Mister Sandman 🎶 SYML (2017), Writer: Pat Ballard
I fell asleep on the couch.
Special thanks to the my friend, Clarrissa D at the Illustrious SL group www.flickr.com/groups/illustrious/ for having made this picture the group cover.
Elephants gather in the afternoon shade of a sausage tree near Seronera in Serengeti National Park, northern Tanzania. (The "sausages" are poisonous, sadly.) From the American Botanical Council: The powdered mature fruit is applied as a dressing in the treatment of wounds, abscesses, and ulcers. The green fruit is used as a poultice for syphilis and rheumatism, and a poultice made from leaves is used as a treatment for backache. ©2017 John M. Hudson
I like my 55 - 200 lens, its light and portable enough for the kind of walks my husband and I do. It takes pretty good shots of butterflies, mushrooms, and birds that are not too far away. It was cheap enough that I don't worry too much about banging it around. I rented a longer lens once and got a backache carrying it. But, the results for birds that are a good distance are usually only good for id. Anyway, an owl! So exciting for me. College Park, MD
Yes Cookie and Rusty are in it again. Smile on Saturday theme about spooky Spiders. My first spider got away. A YouTube said put him on a cloth and it will slow him down. I put it on the cloth. He ran and jumped on the floor and was gone. Only shot I got was inside the jar. I couldn't even find plastic ones that looked like anything. Was about to give up. I found this one when I was cleaning up my studio. There were several spider legs near him. Maybe he was to full to run. I shot it hand held with my Tamron macro and halo flash. He was about the size of a dime. This is not 1 to 1. Smile it's almost Halloween 😉 the old photographer ,;-) PS no spiders or puppets were harmed in the making of this photo. One old photographer had a backache. I found double chocolate chip cupcakes and ice cream helps. 😋
I'm still ill. My backache turns into a serious problems with my right leg... I have "Sindrome Piramidal" and I can not stand or sit too long... T___T
PETER:
The best part of the holiday was running into our holiday friend Faantje from Middelburg at a castle we visited. Don't you think so Oleg? We played knight and hide and seek and it was so exciting.
Then we had to say goodbye and I didn't like that. but we agreed to see each other again soon.
OLEG:
I'm exhausted from this holiday and glad when I can go home again.
I can't take it anymore....climbing mountain..walking up stairs..active Peter..backache and no twinings tea
Yes, you saw that fog before.
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But this time I didn't use one of them stupid big fat digital cameras that gives you backache from carrying it around....no......it was a tiny little plastic "2-way-camera" where you can choose between panorama function and normal!
I am fascinated by this little intelligent bundle of technique!
Doubling up again this week. Have chronic backache and can't move a great deal.
Balancing on its tail.
Will be back when I can sit down in comfort.
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Life's gone haywire. Obviously. And to add to the fun, the creatures around here provide their own form of unadulterated entertainment. There was this awesome war/battle/judgment day level thing that happened right at the entrance of my hostel. These weird ants, at some stage of their growth get wings and stuff and they go nuts, lose their common sense if they ever had it in the first place, and they swarm towards all sources of light. So, when I walked into the hostel on that particular night (2 am i think), there was this entire battalion of these stupid ant things, and there were about 10-15 frogs on the floor. Those frogs were completely intoxicated (imagine me in front of a gigantic vegetarian feast) and they just sat there, shooting
their tongues out in every direction, completely feasting on the stupid ant things. I stood there for a few minutes, transfixed by the glory of the one-sided battle. Then I stopped behaving like one of those stupid ant things and brought out my cam. Took a few shots, even though I was getting those icky stupid ant things sitting on my shirt. Sheesh, it was insane. Those frikkin' frogs were bloating up like hell. I mean, they didn't give a shite about their waistline. They were just gobbling up each and every one of those stupid ant things that came withing striking range. They themselves
were covered with stupid ant things. Next morning, under every visible tubelight in my hostel there were millions of wings belonging to the deceased stupid ant things lying around. The sweepers went home with the worst backache they could have expected. And the frogs didn't appear for a few days. I bet their tummies got so screwed, food wouldn't cross their one track minds for a few days.
Messed up most of the shots I took because I left the camera on manual mode, using the settings I had used for the last shot (the one with the drop).
All the brownish stuff you see in the background consists of stupid ant
things flying around, wings of dead stupid ant things, pieces of stupid ant
things scattered after a frog duel, and regurgitated bits of stupid ant things. The frog in the forefront is one of the smallest I saw that day.
Title Dedication : U2
I learned a few lessons while taking/prepping for this photo.
- The maximum number of pumpkins I can fit onto my bike at one time is 4
- Putting pumpkins inside a backpack and hiking it through the forest may give you a backache. It also throws off your balance and makes you tip over when you bend over to tie your shoe.
- People always show up in the woods when you least want them to!
I love halloween and I'm so happy to have a housefull of pumpkins now :)
~Herman Hesse.
I'm attempting to list down things that make me happy but today is just one of those days that everything feels very wrong.
Even my tea tasted wrong. I just kept thinking of some things and people I shouldn't be thinking about.
:)
Anyway, another droplet shot. And I am not over yet.
Spamming.
The pov was so low for this shot the CF card compartment was a strap width's distance from the wet sand, two things that definitely shouldn't mix. It made me a bit nervous and gave me backache trying to check the image in the viewfinder as Live View gives up when it gets too dark. Sacrificed focus all the way through the picture for focusing on the the bar of sand inches from the lens but that is probably the only thing I would alter about this picture.
Strobist: right from camera Canon 580 EX II w/ Honl grid @1/8; Canon 430 EX II @ 1/8 behind model. Triggered by internal flash on the 7D.
ISO 100 | 28 mm | f/8 | 1/250
Yesterday backache came to visit me... Inspiration for today ;-)
EXPLORE 30-05-2010
Near Eagle Rock Virginia. Using a 10 stop NISI filter and my new Leophoto carbon tripod with the really right stuff ball head. Finally no more backache dragging that thing with me! :)
For this picture, I stepped backwards over the rocks and suddenly fell into a hole for about a foot, getting a bloody knee.
This morning we had a wonderful scotch mist........left droplets on everything.......so........was out there with the camera and tripod........and having fun.....getting a backache......lol.....but think I have a few keepers.......
art created from my photos
This began as a photo of a tree at dusk in a motel parking lot, with a street light providing a yellow glow.
I copied and overlapped the tree several times, gave it a painterly texture, and adjusted colors.
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This was actually the best thing about the motel. My husband and I both had trouble sleeping because the bed was so uncomfortable. We woke with backaches. The next night, we requested a huge pile of extra pillows which we placed on top of the sheet, the entire length of the bed. It wasn't great but at least we slept and didn't wake up in pain.
The pains of a bricklayer !! back ache !!
Loved the reflection of the tablets on the cup on this one
Disert, Letterbarrow, County Donegal, Ireland
Situated beneath one of the highest peaks in the ‘Blues Stack’ mountain range is a very ancient site of power & mythology called ‘Disert Graveyard’. This complex dates back to the 6th century or possibly even older. It consists of many places of ritual such as a holy well, grave cairns, megalithic tombs, fairy tree & mass alter rock. These monuments are said to heal problems such as, bad eyesight, back pains, toothache & even a power to banish rats! In my vision this place of power is like an ancient spiritual healing centre.
My personal reason for visiting was for lower back problems that have plagued me for years. I learned that this unique Megalith (portal doorway) at ‘Disert’ was known for its cures. East of the megalith is a large slab or concave stone. Lying on top of this stone or bed and pressing your back into the cavity then walking through this portal doorway 3 times in a clockwise direction is believed to cure backache.
Now I’m not a sceptic nor am I a believer in all the “Hokus Pokus” that I hear about, as Ireland has thousands of myths & beliefs etc & to believe every one of them would certainly leave you living in a fairy-tale land ♀️. However, after years of failed pain treatments, physio appointments & sleepless nights I was willing to believe & have faith in the cure of ‘Disert’ so off I travelled alone to complete the pilgrimage.
I couldn’t believe so isolated & far away from the modern world this place was on arrival. I could honestly hear my own heart beat it was so quiet. I spent a few hours here just walking about examining the monuments & deep thinking. The instructions was to lay on the rock to the east of the portal doorway then walk through it 3 times. Well I used my compass & searched everywhere for this concave rock to the east, but the problem was there was so many rocks & I didn’t know the distance away from the doorway it was supposed to be located? With strong determination I actually lay flat & pressed my back hard into all of them! If anyone was watching they would have believed I was a “crackpot” 😆
I completed the ritual by walking through the portal 3 times in a clockwise position. Over the next few days I could feel great improvement in my back pains, even up to today I feel much better. Not totally cured by no means but notably improved. I did & still do have a strong faith in this cure.
Maybe some will argue that’s it’s only a “Placebo” well if it is then that is also great as anything that helps to make someone believe they are feeling better is a great thing indeed & I will willingly try it with strong faith, just like our ancestors done so a thousand years prior. If it was good enough for them to strongly believe in for centuries, then the least I can do is have a little modern-day faith too in these old rituals & myths ☘️
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Been wanting to make this shot for months but felt the best chance of pulling it off was when a particular set of circumstances coincided.
So, with clear skies forecast; a half moon to gently light the foreground & cliff faces; and no school to get the family ready for the next day, Sunday turned out to be perfect. It just so happened I also had a full tank of fuel :)
It's another of those locations I've now been to at nighttime but never seen during the day so I got lost a little; and I underestimated the distance from the car park down to the tripod holes left by the last photographer who made this cliche view- net result, slight backache after carrying my 35lb rucksack (don't ask)! If you want to know where it is, the geotag is for the car park- the view is 1200
paces from there.
Still, I'm very pleased with how the image turned out and finally back underway shooting more for this series of startrailed landmarks I started back in 2011.
Thanks for looking- Andrew.
NB Exif shown is for the base frame. Startrails were then shot at ISO2000 f/2.8. I used the latest version of StarStaX to stack the trails (gap filling- yay!) then layered this in PS with the foreground frame.
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1. Dewy Leaf, 2. dreams of hope, 3. once upon a time..., 4. Man Jogging, 5. perfect match, 6. Maria 02/blossom, 7. The last one....., 8. prepped for launch, 9. Painful backache
Hand-held, taken with my new 500mm lens...I am not a tripod person so it is going to take me a long time to get clear shots. The lens is heavy and I already have a backache, but I am trying :)
The River Tamar forms the boundary between Cornwall and Devon. Rising only 4 miles from Bude and the Atlantic Ocean, the it flows south, slowly at first, for nearly 50 miles to the English Channel. In its middle reaches, the River Tamar winds its way through steep wooded country. This is also an area strewn with the relics of two centuries of mining.
Alongside mining, the Tamar Valley was famed for its cherry and apple orchards. Today it is hard to comprehend that this landscape, mostly shrouded in scrub and woodland on the steep valley sides, supported an industry of eight to ten thousand people at the height of the season in the 1950s, more than the entire population today.
The market gardens were known as “gardens” and were nearly all family-run, generally of only three to four acres and on sheltered south-facing slopes. The tidal river helped reduce frost and the steep valleys sheltered the holdings from the south west wind. For almost a hundred years the valley was the "earliest" strawberry growing area in the country.
It was the arrival of the Great Western Railway, which reached Plymouth in 1849, bridging the Tamar to Saltash in 1859, coupled with the growing pool of unemployed mining labour that made this horticultural revolution possible. The key to the industry's success was the speed with which the railway delivered perishable fruit to distant markets - particularly Covent Garden in London - within twenty-four hours of being picked.
Until mechanisation in the 1950s the gardens were largely worked by hand. “We didn't get backache on the hills because you weren't bending over all the time like you would on flat ground.” Special tools were made to work the slopes such as the 'Tamar Valley dibber'.
In the 1900s as disease became rampant amongst the fruit plantations the growers started to cultivate daffodils on a vast scale. The indigenous Tamar Double White became the valley's most famous flower: “I never met anyone who didn't like Double Whites - they were head and shoulders above other narcissus. The boxes were always lined with blue paper, it really set them off”. Many of the old varieties still flower in hedges and in odd corners where cultivation has long been abandoned.
In 1966, the cuts imposed by Beeching's reorganisation of the national rail system had a severe impact and many of the local stations were left unmanned. This marked the beginning of the end of the industry. Increased freight charges quickly followed and soon freight services completely ceased. Once fruit could no longer be delivered to the markets within twenty-four hours it ceased to be sent. Many growers turned to selling by direct purchase ('Pick Your Own') as well as to the local markets.
I've shown you Banksia before, but this image is different.
The "flower" is by the way, hundreds of little flowers on one six to ten inch "cone" or "cylinder," which is another characteristic of aloe, but this is not an aloe.
Last year, I photographed the larger Banksia "bush," a 20 foot tall shrub that loves the shade under two eucalyptus and oak trees. This year, what I found was (1) a flower group that was intertwined with others from the same plant, (2) entangled artfully - which may seem like an oxymoron - in evergreens. It's hard to believe that *this* small groups of Banksias have edged their way into the evergreens in full sun, and are growing faster than their "partners." is a dominant flower and growing very quickly into other trees. (3) is obvious: there's no possible way to have a darkened background, but I love the way these photographed. Orange and green and out in the sun. There was no way to separate the flower stalks the way I sometimes can just by moving five or ten feet in another direction. I liked what I saw through the viewfinder. By the way, this was the last photo I took before I had to leave. I backed up to get the trio; my heel found a flat rock; I, my camera, and glasses went flying. I had to buy a "new" reconditioned SX50, and then get used to some idiocryncracies. I was out of commission for two weeks, and still have backaches, but they will have to take a back seat literally so to speak to the mild temperatures and clear skies. In a month, temperatures will be consistently 90° or more, and I'm no longer designed for that. If only I could be reconditioned as nicely as the SX50 I found from a place in Colorado. (This is my third: for each of my grandkids and for me in Feb., Apr., and now May.)
Back on track: Banksia ericifolia, the heath-leaved banksia, or lantern banksia, is a species of woody shrub of the family Proteaceae native to Australia. It grows in two separate regions of Central and Northern New South Wales east of the Great Dividing Range. Well known for its orange or red autumn inflorescences, which contrast with its green fine-leaved heath-like foliage, it is a medium to large shrub that can reach 6 m (20 ft) high and wide, though is usually half that size. In exposed heathlands and coastal areas, it is more often 1–2 m (3.3–6.6 ft). It loves Ruth Bancroft Gardens and is found in a back (western) corner under the oak and a eucaluptus, as well as on a path near Ruth's Folly. I'm going to try and get a map of the Garden to show where some of these can be found, but that may be more folly when you consider that the flowers last between two days and three months, are often found throughout the groups having self-propagated over the last 50 years, and I may be late in posting and they could easily be heading for seed by the time I get around to it.
I worked really hard this week trying to do this theme. I took 5 separate photo shoots with different ideas that I had and often wound up with a backache trying to hold the camera, the flashlight, the tripod, the props! First of all, my flashlight stinks and I should have went out and bought another one. It's a mini flashlight. I tried several of the methods I read about for light painting. I was not very happy with any of them.
The photo here was one of my ideas: I plugged in the pink lava lamp at night. In the dark with the flashlight I lit up the azaleas in the vase on the table next to it. Then I did some post over-the-top processing to try to fix it into something! i did do the long exposure and the low ISO with the 2 second delay on.